Okay it goes without saying that I don't own Harry Potter or any of the associated characters nor do I own Dr Who or any of the characters associated with the show. They belong respectively to J K Rowling and the BBC, Angela or Star Angela and the idea for this story are mine.

The Doctor and Rose had a daughter together before she was lost to the other reality; she gave her daughter to the Doctor to raise. This is the story of what happens when the pair decides to make a home on Earth and move into Privet drive.

A Timelord His Daughter and A Wizard

Chapter one

The Doctor looked around number six privet drive, so this was how the average human lived, it seemed so small, so enclosed, he looked down at his daughter and smiled, he knew she felt it too. Star Angel, that's what her name translated to in the human tongue of English, half human, half Timelord. For now though her name was Angela, Angela Tyler Smith and he was John Smith again. She looked up at him with her Mothers eyes, she had Roses eyes, he felt a wave of sorrow wash over him, how he missed his sweet Rose. It was better this way though, if she had stayed with him he would have had to watch he wither and die, age while if he died he'd regenerate come back with a new face a whole new person. As much as it hurt he knew she was better off in the alternate reality with the human version of himself, they could be happy, the human doctor could spend all of his life with Rose Tyler. If she had stayed with him she could have spent all her life with him and their daughter but they could not spend theirs with her. He was thankful that Rose had given him their daughter to raise and care for at least this way he would always have a part of her.

"Daddy do we really have to stay here?" His little girl looked up at him.

He'd thought he'd be too old for this, he'd already been a Father and a Grandfather, however this small child, his own flesh and blood gave him a whole new reason to go on. Smiling he bent so that he was on her level. "Yes for a while, you're Mum would have wanted you to experience life the way she lives it too, it'll just be the blink of a eye in our lifetimes." "Your niece Susan enjoyed going to human school even if she got confused a little at times."

The little girl nodded, well not so little now, she was seven years old, and in some ways older than her years, he had already shown he so much. "It's just so small, I like it better in the Tardis."

"Well you can still go into the Tardis, she'd like that we don't want her to get lonely do we?" "But I know humans, and at some point they are going to want to see where you live." He smiled thinking of the problems he had encountered when Susan went to school. "I'll have one bedroom, you can have one, and the Tardis can have the last one."

She nodded again, dropping his hand and running round the, for the moment, empty house. He smiled and sauntered off to the third smallest bedroom where the Tardis was housed; opening the door he felt the familiar welcoming thrum from his ship. Gently he ran his hands over the console, communicating silently with her. Finally he gave the eight sided console one last caress and headed off deeper into the ship he began dragging things out of his ship to furnish the house. Some items were antiques and hardly contemporary, but the doctor liked what he liked and that was that.

He finished the house apart from Angela's room, deciding he would let her choose what he wanted. Walking into her room he found her gazing out of the window as he watched she lifted her hand and waved to someone outside. With a leisurely lanky stride he crossed the room to see what had caught her attention. Outside in the garden next door he saw a small dark haired boy digging in the earth obviously taking care of the flowers. As the doctor watched, the boy turned his head and shyly waved back to the pair, even at this distance the doctor caught the pain and sadness in his eyes. The boy quickly turned back to his task as if fearful of being caught.

Harry Potter was working hard in the garden of Number four Privet drive, his stomach hurt him, something he was used to, he had been allowed some breakfast yesterday, but Uncle Vernon had been mad with him and not allowed him lunch, then he had been locked in his cupboard before dinner. This morning he had not been allowed out in time for breakfast, the thought of food made his stomach growl, he sighed and hopped he'd get something at lunch time. Glancing round he had thought he saw movement in the house next door; carefully he turned his body and looked at the upstairs window where he had thought he saw movement. He was shocked to see the face of a blond haired girl there looking down at him, even more surprised when she raised her hand and waved to him. Turning away he wondered what he should do, why was there a girl in number six Privet drive? As far as he knew the house was empty, turning back hopping that Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia or even worse Dudley would not happen to come out, Harry turned again and waved back. As his eyes briefly looked at the window once more he saw a tall dark haired skinny man standing behind the girl. Not daring to turn and look again Harry continued with weeding the flower beds knowing if his Uncle came out and it was not done he would be in even more trouble than he already was.

The Doctor and Angela continued to watch the boy for a few minutes, he was working hard on this warm summer's day, it would be hot, out there for a human. The doctor frowned as the boy wiped sweat from his face and carried on with what he was doing. Loosing interest after that he took Angela's hand in his, the small girl looked up at him with a smile, she had Rose's smile too.

"Lets get your room sorted out then we can get something to eat."

Angela smile became larger as she nodded; together they headed into the Tardis to get things sorted out for her room. It did not get long to get the room arranged the way she wanted, once they were done the doctor felt himself drawn to the window again looking out he saw the boy was still working. He was a little puzzled, a child of the age this one seemed to be working like that, maybe he could have understood digging in the earth, but this boy was carefully weeding and tending to the plants. He continued to watch as Angela chattered away about where they could get food. The boy had found a snake however instead of being scared or trying to catch it, the boy appeared to be talking to it. The doctor watched puzzled as the snake seemed to be listening to the boy, he knew that snakes spoke a variation of the Silurian language but how could a human child possibly know that.

Turning from his musing as his young daughter tugged at his jacket he smiled down at her. "Come on then little one." He said grinning at her. "Let's go and eat."

He swung her up into his arms and she lost the serious look on her face giggling at him, the pair of them headed out to find somewhere to eat. The doctor smiled it seemed there trip into domesticity was starting well; he couldn't help wondering about the boy next door however.

Harry felt tired and thirsty, his stomach was rumbling, it felt like he had been out here for hours when Uncle Vernon finally showed his face.

"Are you almost done out here boy?" He demanded hardly looking at his nephew.

Harry nodded his head not wanting to say anything in case he angered the large man, that however seemed to be the wrong thing to do. Vernon Dursley's hand shot out knocking Harry into the flowerbeds and causing him to scratch his arm on a prickly bush. Ignoring the fact that his nephew was bleeding he grabbed the small boy dragging him inside once in the house, he added a few extra blows before pointing him to the bathroom.

"Clean your hands, Dudley wants some lunch."

Sighing Harry figured he was not going to get fed this mealtime either, he managed to sneak a cool drink of water without his bull of an Uncle noticing, that a least helped a little. Once Harry had provided Dudley something to eat, his spoilt cousin started to whine about a new toy that he wanted. Smiling indulgently his Mother ruffled his hair and added her comments that they should indulge him once again.

"You finish those flower beds boy, and then you can mow the front lawn." Vernon told him as the Dursley's prepared for the trip to the toy shop.

"Yes Uncle Vernon." Harry replied quietly.

Once his relations were gone Harry snuck himself a sandwich eating it slowly and thankfully, before heading back out into the hot garden, all in all he considered himself lucky that they had not locked him out of the house.

After eating lunch at a nearby restaurant the Doctor and Angela were making their way home. Angela was skipping along the pavement her blond hair bouncing on her shoulders, when she suddenly stopped looking at the boy mowing the lawn of the house next door. The Doctor watched his small daughter stop and watch the boy at work, he took in the too small frame, and the way the boy would glance nervously around from time to time. Then before he could stop her Angela raced over to talk to him.

Harry was surprised to hear the voice behind him for a moment he thought it was his imagination but it came again. "Hello I'm Sta, I'm Angela, who are you." Stopping the lawn mower he turned with a slight start, and looked into the face of the girl he had seen at the window next door.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter." He looked at the hand she was holding out to him, before he finally took it, shaking hands with her.

The tall man in the brown suit and the scruffy sneakers had walked over to join them; he smiled kindly at Harry before extending his hand too. "Hello Harry." He greeted the boy with a gentle voice.

"I'm John, Smith we just moved into number six, you seem to be a very focused hard working young man."

Harry blushed slightly. "My Uncle thinks I should keep busy in the holidays." Harry replied not meeting the eyes of the man for a moment then looking up shyly; John's eyes were twinkling and kind he decided, and for a moment or two incredibly old, that however lasted for such a short amount of time that he thought maybe he imagined it.

"Well you look like you could do with a nice long cold drink." The doctor did not notice the look of longing in Harry's eyes at the mention of a drink.

Angela looked up at her Father a look of understanding passing between them as Harry replied. "That would be nice, but my Uncle wants this done before he gets home."

The doctor did not let the surprise he felt show on his face, as he considered that statement for a moment. "Well." He replied, giving the young boy a slight smile. "How about I do some of the mowing and you go with Angela and get a drink?"

"Really?" The surprised look showed on Harry's face, as he gave the doctor a shy smile.

"Come on." Angela grabbed his hand pulling him along before he could say anything else. "I saw you in the back garden working, do you like gardening?" The little girl chattered happily to him as she pulled him along hardly giving him a chance to answer her.

Finally he stood in their kitchen, there were gadgets that he had never seen before on the surfaces and he had never seen a fridge so small as the one they had in their kitchen. However it seemed to hold an abnormally large amount of bottles. Angela pulled out bottle after bottle to give him a choice of drinks. There were ones he knew however also things that he had never even heard of, even on TV. Finally she stopped and he chose a bottle of something he did not know, opening the bottle and getting two glasses Angela poured for both of them. Shyly taking the glass from the little chatterbox Harry tasted it cautiously, the cold tart taste hit his mouth, refreshing it, there were flavours he could not identify, but he thought it was the best drink he had ever had.

All the time Angela was asking him questions about himself and his family, she never seemed to stop talking, and Harry found it hard to answer her. He also did not realise that he was telling her more than his family would probably like him too. He finished his drink and regretfully put the glass down, surprised when the girl refilled it for him. Smiling at her he took the glass back and continued drinking. This was a little slice of heaven he thought, he would never be allowed anything like this at home. Finally when he felt his thirst was completely quenched Angela took him back outside, where her Dad was doing the lawn for him.

Having watched his daughter pull the boy into number six with her, the Doctor turned his attention to the lawn mower. Pulling out his sonic screwdriver he proceeded to tweak the machine before turning it on and taking up with the mowing where Harry had left off. The doctor found his thoughts turning to the youngster, he seemed old for his years, as if like the doctor, he had experienced things that were best left unknown. Then there was the feeling he had got when they shook hands as if there was something about him something more than met the eye. He had almost finished the lawn when Angela and Harry reappeared. His daughter was chattering away nineteen to the dozen, a trait she inherited from him, obviously. Harry was listening to her and offering the odd comment here and there, though the boy did not seem to be saying much the doctor was willing to bet he was saying more than he realised. Smiling at the pair of them, the doctor finished off the last piece of the lawn and turned the machine off.

"Any more chores you have to do son?" Where did that come from he wondered.

Harry nodded his head looking at the tall man in surprise. "I have to finish the flower beds."

Holding out his hands to the pair of them and smiling the doctor could not resist using one of his favourite words. "Right then, allons-y." He looked expectantly at the boy to lead them on.

Giving the man a shy smile, Harry led them to the back garden; it did not take long to finish the beds with the three of them working. Listening to the two children talking, the doctor was able to find out that Harry's parents had died in a car crash, and that the boy lived with his Aunt, Uncle and cousin. The doctor also got the feeling that the boy did not fit in with them at all well. There was definitely something about the boy that was more than the ordinary human that was certain. Once they were done, there was still no sign of the Dursley's and even the doctor was surprised at the fact that a boy of this age would be left alone for so long. Leaving the two children in the garden of number six the doctor headed in for drinks and snacks. He found himself particularly fond of ice cream especially with the little sugar ball bearings on them. Who but humans, he thought to himself as he sprinkled them liberally on the bowls of ice cream, before placing them on a tray with drinks and heading back out again.

Angela was explaining one of her favourite games to Harry as the pair of them sat on the grass; the doctor smiled Angela seemed to like the boy and that was good enough for him. Sitting down with them, the doctor handed out drinks and ice cream seeing the look of shock on Harry's face. As alien as he might be, the doctor had been a father before and the way the boy acted was nagging at his parental instincts. The three of them finished their snacks and Angela ran inside to fetch a game for the three of them to play since Harry would not come in with them.

Time passed and the doctor began to become concerned he had found that Harry was 7 years old, who left a 7 year old alone for so long he wondered. Finally the appearance of a car had Harry jumping to his feet and the doctor saw a look akin to fear cross his face. Harry ran to the lawn of number 4 beginning to put the lawn mower away. Something obviously wasn't right about this picture he was sure. Lazily getting to his feet the doctor watched what unfolded next, a large man, a skinny woman and a podgy child got out of the car, the boy loaded down with bags which he pushed at Harry.

"Take these in for me Potter." He all but snarled.

Vernon and Petunia glared at Harry with obvious dislike, before Vernon's eyes checked over the lawn to make sure it was all done. He then noticed the Doctor and Angela standing on the lawn of number six.

"Hey there you two, what are you doing?" "Are you trespassing?" "Be off before I call the police."

The doctor forced a smile onto his face. "Actually no we're not trespassing we live here, this is our house."

Vernon Dursely was not the sort of man he could ever like he decided straight off, he was looking at the doctor suspiciously. "I didn't know anyone was moving in." He said as if trying to catch the doctor out in a lie.

"Spur of the moment thing."

Vernon did a double take as the tone of the doctor's voice that seemed to go over his ears and deep into his brain. "Well welcome to the neighbourhood, I'm Vernon Dursley and this is my wife Petunia and our son Dudley, come and say hello to our new neighbours Dudders."

The doctor took in the surly face of Dudley Dursley being forced to come and say hello instead of heading into the house like he so obviously wanted to.

"John Smith and my daughter Angela." The doctor allowed his hand to be engulfed in Vernon's podgy one, then into Petunia's cold clammy one; he did not offer it to Dudley especially after he saw him stick his tongue out at Angela.

Angela gave a smile which did not meet her eyes. "Very pleased to meet you Mr and Mrs Dursley." She ignored Dudley.

Seeing Dudley was getting restless, Vernon kept the small talk to a minimum before the trio headed into number four. The doctor and Angela watched them go before clearing up their impromptu picnic and heading inside of their own house.

"I don't like them." Angela commented as soon as they were inside. "I like Harry though, but I don't think he is very happy."

The doctor smiled at her. "I think you're right." He replied.

Angela nodded her head wisely before skipping off in the direction of the Tardis. "I'm going swimming." She told him. Grinning, the doctor shook his head, there were definitely advantages to having the Tardis in the spare bedroom, though he did wonder if it was cheating in the whole living the human life thing.

Petunia Dursley was busy trying to find out all she could about their new neighbours, Dudley was busy playing with some of his new toys and Vernon was watching TV which left Harry pretty much to his own devices. He liked their new neighbours, though even at his young age he could not help but notice there was something a bit different about them. However, since he according to his relations he was a freak that was okay with him. Retreating to his cupboard under the stairs, Harry thought about the neighbours, Angela sure did talk a lot, he'd found himself telling her stuff that he'd never told anyone else about, and her Dad was nice, he was thoughtful and just as talkative as his daughter, he seemed to ramble on about things yet he also seemed to say what he wanted to without wasting words.

Hearing shouting Harry realised he must have dozed off for a minute, his aunt was screeching that she needed help, sighing he got off his bed and headed off to help with whatever it was that was so important now. Later that night Harry lay in his bed thinking about his life he wished he could live with a nice family like Mr Smith and his daughter. He knew the life he lived was not a normal one, he didn't know of anyone else that lived in a cupboard under the stairs, and he knew that occasionally strange things happened to him that angered his Aunt and Uncle and made them call him a freak. Like talking to that snake this morning, most people couldn't understand snakes let alone talk to them. Finally he fell asleep and had dreams that he could not remember.

The doctor sighed and got out of bed, it had been a very slow month, living in number six privet drive, he hadn't been in one place for such a long time since he's landed on earth with his Grandaughter Susan in the sixty's and she'd wanted to attend school. The one bright spot was young Harry next door a very exceptional child, he and Angela had become good friends. As soon as he was left alone by the Dursley's Harry would appear on the doorstep. Unknown to the Dursley's the Doctor and Angela would help Harry with his chores and then the three of them would play games. Harry never questioned where the wonderful games the pair had come from, he just knew nothing Dudley had compared to them. A loud knock on the door pulled him away from his musing, opening the door he found Vernon Dursley standing there.

"Ahh Smith." No Mister the Doctor noted. "I was wondering if you could help me with a slight problem, its Dudders birthday today and we have no one to watch Harry."

Hiding the shock on his face the Doctor considered for a moment. "So you want me to watch him?"

Vernon nodded not liking the scrutiny the Doctor was subjecting him to. "The boys grounded for some of his shenanigans so we don't really want to take him out for a treat."

In the Doctors opinion the one that needed grounding was Dudley, the little brute had tried bullying Angela. Thankfully a look from her had put a stop to that, the things Angela had seen in her few years made Dudley seem nothing in comparison. He couldn't believe that Harry would do anything to warrant grounding he always seemed like a polite helpful child.

"Yes, I'll take him." The doctor said, privately thinking that Harry would have a better time with them anyway. He was surprised when the other man reached behind him and dragged Harry into view.

"Make sure you behave yourself and keep your mouth shut boy; do as Mr Smith tells you." Vernon all but growled at Harry roughly pushing him towards the doctor.

Watching the other man walk away the doctor stood back to allow Harry to step inside. "What happened?" Shutting the door and looking down at the boy.

"Nothing." Harry really wanted to tell someone anyone what was happening.

"Harry." The doctor crouched in front of him and looked into his face.

That was all it took for the tears to start, Angela running down the stairs saw what was happening and quickly ran up to the boy wrapping her arms around her. "I did something freaky and I was punished for it."

"How?" The doctor asked gently.

"I got hit and wasn't allowed meals; I was locked in my cupboard too." Harry replied sniffing.

"What did you do that was so wrong?" Angela wanted to know.

"I talked to a snake." Harry wiped the tears away.

"And that was so wrong?" Harry didn't notice that the doctor was no longer speaking English.

"I'm not allowed to do things like that." Harry replied in the same language.

The doctor could not hide the look of shock on his face; Harry spoke Silurian, how did an ordinary human child come to speak that. "Harry I want to try something." He said softly reaching out to touch the boys face. "It won't hurt; I just want to look at your memories." "If there's something you don't want me to see just imagine a closed door and I won't go in there okay."

Harry gulped softly not really understanding what the man was going to do, he did know that he trusted him though so he held still and let the doctor do whatever it was he was going to do. Skimming over Harry's memories the doctor found that the earliest memories were ones that Harry did not want him dipping into, the doors there were not only closed but locked as well. However the memories of his life with the Dursley's were easily accessible.

"Oh Harry, Harry I am so sorry." The doctor drew back; this was no life for anyone, certainly not for a child. "Come on kids we are packing up and getting out of here."

Harry looked at the man wondering what had just happened he was sure he had felt the other man in his head. "I don't think my Uncle would like me going out."

The doctor smiled. "Harry we're running away, where we are going, your relations are never going to be able to find you again."

Slowly a smile spread over Harry's face, running away sounded good, he nodded his head as Angela let him go her eyes shinning. "We're going in the Tardis?"

The doctor nodded seeing her smile. "Okay kids lets pack up and get going." The doctor smiled he still wasn't sure how Harry spoke Silurian but he could find out. "Anything you want from number four

Harry." The boy shook his head all he had were Dudley's cast off's anyway.

Harry was surprised to see the doctor and Angela pick things up and start up the stairs with them. "Come on Harry grab something, allons-y."

Unable to hide his grin Harry grabbed a chair and followed the pair up the stairs, whatever was happening had to be better than life with his Aunt and Uncle. Leading the way to the third bedroom the doctor opened the door of the Tardis and led the pair inside. Harry's jaw dropped when he saw it was bigger on the inside, however he quickly recovered.

"Welcome to our real home Harry." The doctor told him with a grin. "This is the Tardis, and with her we can go anywhere any when, and your Aunt and Uncle will never find you again."

Dropping the chair Harry flung himself at the doctor wrapping his arms round the man who ruffled his hair gently. Quickly the three of them loaded everything up then with a smile the doctor closed the door having just the place in mind to take them. He had an idea about Harry that he wanted to check out, and he knew just the place to find out if it was true. The Tardis hummed happily as her engines started, and Harry was surprised to feel a welcoming glow from the machine envelope him, and they were off.

So there you have it Chapter one, what do you think? Should I carry on with it or should I just let it die a death? If you have an opinion either way please review and let me know.

In the next chapter you'll get to find out where the Doctor takes Harry and Angela, though it may not seem like it at first. Will Harry still get his Hogwarts letter? Will the owl be able to find him if he does? Questions you'll get answers to if you want them.